Chapter Ten
Tuesday, 10:51 a.m.
“What?” I heard my voice emerge in an unfamiliar croak. I flattened my hands against the heavy conference table as everything in the room seemed to shift beneath my feet.
“Barry owned his home outright, as well as the bookstore.” Owen’s droning voice seemed to reach me from a distance. “You are now the owner of both properties, as well as all of the items contained therein.” I heard papers shuffling. “I’m afraid his car was part of a lease agreement, which will have to go back to the dealership, unless you wish to buy out of the contract. As for his financial assets, Barry’s accounts are all in good standing. You will receive those funds as well, minus taxes and legal expenses, of course.”
“Of course,” I echoed, feeling numb. And here I’d been thinking B
